
" Sister, get up! get up quickly, brother! later, my sister is late to go to school" said Qiran.
" What time is it?" my many.
" Six a.m." replied Qiran.
" Sister didn't go to school?" tanyakanya.
" Why didn't you wake up earlier?" ask me in a weak voice.
" Brother why? sick sister? big brother's face was very pale" Qiran asked, then brought her palm closer to my forehead.
" God! the body of the sister is hot" Qiran said.
" Qiran call mommy first!" he said then leave.
I can't get out of my bed, this body feels so heavy. Plus my body was very hot, and my head was very dizzy.
Soon after, Qiran came with Dika's mother.
" Kiddo, what's wrong with you? you're pale son" asked the mother, then brought her palm closer to my forehead and to my cheek.
" God, it's so hot for you, son" said mom.
" Rani's head is sick ma'am, dizzy" I said stammeringly.
" Wait a minute! I want to find a taxi first, we go to the hospital" said the mother.
" Rani doesn't want to go to the hospital Mom, Rani is afraid of being injected" I told her mother, and tears fell on my cheeks.
" Don't be rash, son! don't you want to heal?" grunchy mom.
" Don't want to ma'am, Rani wants to get well" I said.
" Then listen to me!" snapped it.
Then you go out of my room with a little run, maybe you want to find a taxi or nelvon taxi subscription.
" This is my brother, drink first!" bargain Qiran, give a glass of white water to me.
" Yes" I answered, and drank the water.
" Qiran and Dika didn't go to school?" ask them.
" No ah sis, look at Rani like this Dika so sad. Dika take care of Rani's brother yes" said Dika
" Yes right said Dika sak, we take care of Rani's brother at home" Qiran chimed in.
" Thank you my brothers" I told them.
" Same brother" they answered.
" Dika dear brother Rani" said Dika, then hugged me tightly.
Mom came soon, with a breath.
" Let's go to the hospital now! the taxi was waiting" said the mother.
" Mommy, Rani can not get up, Rani's body feels heavy mom" I said.
Then she approached me and guided me to get out of bed.
" Come! mother helped to establish itself" said mother.
" Here, let Qiran help you!" bargain Qiran.
" Don't want to, you go to school, just take a transport today with Dika, because I keep your sister in the hospital" explained the mother.
" No ma'am, we're coming!" said Dika.
" We want to keep Rani's sister also in the hospital" continued Dika.
" Yes, change clothes quickly" replied the mother.
Then Dika and Qiran ran to their respective rooms, while mom was still guiding me towards where the taxi was.
Then we got into the taxi, and my mother leaned my head against the back of the cab seat.
" Sir, I stay a while, sir, I want to take the things left at home" said the mother to the taxi driver.
" Yes, please!" answer the taxi driver.
" Look, I'll go home for a minute! qiran will be with Dika soon to come" said mother to me.
" Don't be long ma'am" I said.
" Yes, I'm just a minute" said the mother, then left with the taxi driver.
" A sick boy?" asked the taxi driver to me, the taxi driver was still relatively young, his body was firm, and had a slightly striking skin compared to other taxi drivers.
If you look at his age with my age is still 5 years.
I just nodded at the sign.
" Cheal quickly on deck" said the taxi driver, then flashed a smile at me.
I just nodded to him.
" Fucking flirty taxi driver! hopefully his wife knows her husband's work is out there so she can get beat up by someone." My inner self.
Soon after, Qiran and Dika came to me with breathless running. Then they both sat down next to me.
" Sister, sorry we are long" said Qiran.
I only replied with a smile, because this mouth was unable to get the words out.
Five minutes later she came in with the phone in her ear. It's like calling someone across the street.
" Well, we went to the hospital first, yes, assalamualaikum" she told someone she had taken.
Then she got into the taxi and sat in the front seat.
" Mom, that nelvon was Dad?" ask Dika.
" Yes son" answered the mother, and turned her body towards us.
" He's very worried that your sister is sick" continued the mother.
" And he has found the best hospital for your sister, so that your sister can heal quickly" said the mother, then she turned her body forward.
" Sister sleeps, yes, this rests on Qiran kak's shoulders" Qiran bargained.
Then I followed Qiran's offer.
Fifteen minutes later we arrived at the hospital, where I was put to sleep in a push-back gurney, and went straight into the Emergency Unit (U. D. ) room.
The nurse at the hospital put me on an infusion and injected some liquid into my hand.
My eyes began to blur, and I knew nothing more.
..
" Sister?" someone's voice was clearly heard by me.
" Dika?" answer me
Then Dika ran.
" Mom, brother is conscious. Come on mom come on!" call Dika.
Then mom and Dika came up to me.
" Thank God, you've woken up, son, you've slept well, it's been the night you just woke up" said the mother.
" What? night?" ask my mother, then I glanced right and left to find where the wall clock was. And I found it above the entrance in my room.
And it's true that mom said, it's night now. The hour hand shows 20:45 p.m.
" Hmm long also Rani slept ma'am" I said.
" Maybe it's the effect of the drug given by the doctor, because you have a fever caused by lack of sleep, and fatigue as well" explained the mother.
" Yes ma'am" I replied.
" And one more thing, you're late for a meal. That's why" mother snapped.
" You already know, son, that you are a mag, can not be late to eat, still repeated first" he continued.
" Mom, don't get angry Rani ya ma'am, pity Rani, she will be sick" said Dika.
" Yes, you're hungry, right?" ask mommy.
" This is the mother bribe, I told Qiran to buy chicken porridge out, this is eating yes" continued the mother.
" Yes ma'am" I replied.
Bribe after mouthful of chicken porridge that mother fed was over by me. It feels like this body is refreshed because the stomach is filled. And after that, my mother fed me a drug that was liquid like syrup.
" It's a drink, son, I bought this medicine at the pharmacy, because I know you will not like capsule medicine let alone bitter taste, so I bought this syrup medicine, this syrup medicine, but this is according to the doctor's prescription" said the mother.
" You know, hehe" I replied.
" Oh yes, son, Fakur, Nita and Salsa stopped by here" said the mother.
" Where are they going now, ma'am?" my many.
" Have come home, you slept a long time, so they went home first. They went back to school straight here" explained mom.
" Well, I lost ma'am" I said.
" Nak Farhan has stopped by here three times and you are still sleeping too, he came home before the Islamic prayer" explained the mother.
" Well, just got home, Mom? I don't like it" I said
" Rugu has longed for this to be ma'am" I continued.
" Who are you sleeping, whose fault is it?" say mother.
" The doctor's fault, she gave Rani sleeping pills" I replied.
" Already, later heard the doctor can be angry dong him, you can be injected to die with him, hehe" joked the mother, then we laughed loosely.
Then it sounded as if someone was walking towards us like they wanted to enter this room.
" Mommy, it looks like the doctor is coming here, maybe he heard our chat, and wants to come up to me here and give me a dead injection mom, mom I'm scared" I whispered.
" Ah ngeyel you this, where possible" replied the mother.
Then someone came into my room to be treated. My heart was beating fast, anxiety came to me remembering what my mother said, that the doctor would give me a dead injection because I had blamed him for giving me sleeping pills. And dwarr..
" Oh Qiran, who did I think I was" I said
" Nearly dislodged the heart" I continued.
" Sister is conscious? Alhamdulillah" said.
" Whose sister thought that was? brother Farhan?" tanyakanya.
" My wingless prince" I replied then laughed.
" Oh yes, brother Farhan has just come home for a while, he said his grandmother was sick, and was treated in a different hospital with his sister" explained Qiran.
" Really?" my many.
" Yes my brother" replied Qiran.
" Must be Fakur is devastated at this very moment" my mind.
" I'm sorry Fakur, I'm not next to you right now, I'm sorry dear" my inner self.
I don't feel the clear grains wetting my cheeks.